Here I am, patiently waiting for my number to be called in what used to be known as the DMV in Georgia (It’s now the Department of Driver Services, fancy, isn’t?). It’s a wonder sometimes how we have to be in a rush to do things, errands, updating licenses and such, and constantly find yourself in a holding pattern, waiting. I believe the military calls it “hurry up and wait”, appropriate. As I look around, I notice that most people seem impatient, mostly, in my opinion, because they didn’t bring anything to do. There are those on tablets, and, like me, on smart phones. My mind wanders at times like these.
As much as we gripe and complain about time wasted and how long we have to wait, we overlook an important fact, God waits for us to accept Him, and we never hear Him complain. Think about it. For some, the realization that God is with us is a simple fact that we accept, and we live according to His word and how He wants us to live. For others, it takes almost an entire lifetime to realize that the hole in our hearts is because we never accepted God, and have spent a good chunk of our lives running from Him. Sort of makes complaining about the wait not so important, doesn’t it? Until next time, God bless.